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A Highway Game Turns Erotic

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 A Highway Game Turns Erotic

 It was a beautiful fall afternoon. I was headed back home after being out of town all day long. My drive down the interstate started out innocently enough, but little did I know that before I got off the interstate I would make three men cum.

I have always been a bit of an exhibitionist. I have always wore my shorts a little too short, my jeans a little too tight, my skirts a little too short, and my swimsuits a little too revealing. Many times I do not wear a bra when I go out, and for the last several years have given up my bikini panties for thongs.

My ex-husband frowned upon my choice of clothing when we went out in public. He was always making me change into something more conservat

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ive, something less revealing. He hated it when he saw other men looking at me, and always made some kind of negative comment about it. But now I am divorced, and my new lover has no reservations about me going out into public dressed the way I like to dress. As a matter of fact, he has encouraged me to show off my body. He loves to see men looking at me, and flirting with me. He says they are jealous that he is my lover, and he likes that. This has given me a huge boost in my self esteem and my new wardrobe shows my self confidence. Almost all of my clothes now show off my body in some way . I have given away all the longer shorts, the loose pants, and the high neckline shirts.

I am in my late forties, but everyone tells me I look much younger than I am. I am medium height (about 5'6) and still in pretty good shape I think. My 130 pounds are proportioned well over my body. I have fairly long blonde hair, and this day I had pulled it up on top of my head to give me a sexier look. The only part of my body that I was a little self conscious about were my breasts. I wore a 34B bra, and though they were "perky and cute" as my boyfriend called them, I still wanted them to be larger, and I finally made the decision to get breast implants. My "perky and cute" 34B breasts overnight became rather voluptuous full 34D's. My self confidence, and my exhibitionist tendencies soared!

For this day, I had worn a pair of black stretch pants, and a rather sheer white button up blouse. I had dressed my outfit up a bit by wearing some heels with my pants, and a black lacy bustier under my white shirt. Under my clothes I had worn a pair of black thongs, and a black push up bra. I had left the top two buttons of my blouse unbuttoned so that the lacy top of my black bustier showed, and my push up bra was doing a great job on my new breasts, especially anytime I bent over. I had already noticed several men giving me the second, and third looks, and I laughed to myself about how much more attention I got from men since my little "additions". My lover would have loved seeing the men look at me, and I planned on telling him about it later.

Well, getting back to my story. I had gotten onto the interstate heading back home. My bra was tight on my new "girls", and I decided to take it off. I looked in the mirror and there was no one around me, so I unbuttoned my blouse, unsnapped my bra, and pulled it off. It felt good to feel them loose and free in my bustier. I looked down, and felt really good about the way they looked. I still cannot believe they are my breasts sometimes when I look at myself. I left my blouse unbuttoned, but pulled my shirt together in the front so as not to give a show to everyone on the highway.

After a few miles, I noticed a pickup truck coming up on my side to pass me. It had two young men in it, and they were traveling only slightly faster than I was, so they passed me very slowly. I looked over at them as they passed, and I saw the passenger grab his friend, and tell him to slow down. They both immediately looked over at me, and I smiled at them. I looked down, and my shirt had fallen open slightly, and my bustier and cleavage was showing a little, but not too much. I don't know if it was my blonde hair, our eye contact, or just the hint of my breast cleavage that caught his eye so quickly. But either way, I liked it. They were both considerably younger than I was, and it made me feel good that they found me so attractive.

They started flirting with me, and I decided to play along with their little game. I reached up and played with my blonde hair, teasing them. I smiled at them, and made as much eye contact with the passenger as I could safely do while driving down the interstate. I slid my hand slowly down my neck, playing with the blonde curls that fell along the side of my neck. I slowly slid my hand down to my blouse, and then pulled it completely apart revealing my black bustier. I arched my back a bit, and stuck my girls out as much as I could. I could tell they were whistling , and laughing. They started trying to get me to pull over, but I made it clear that I was not interested in that, but only wanted to "play". Amazingly, they accepted my choice and seemed to be content with what we were doing.

It was at about this time that I decided to let my boyfriend in on what was going on. I knew he would get turned on by this, so I hit his cell number on my wireless cell phone and gave him a call. I briefly told him what was going on, and all I heard him so was, "Oh fuck, let me go outside so I can have some privacy. I want to hear every little detail!" He went outside his office, and got into his SUV. For the remainder of my little "game" he listened intently to my play by play description of what was going on on the highway.

Up to this point, the two men beside me had just been flirting, and looking. This was about to change. I played with my hair a little more, then slid my hand down to my left breast, the one closest to the other car. I began to play with it through the material, and massage it in my hand, smiling at him as I played with my breast. Almost as if on command, both of the men beside me reached down and began to rub their cocks through their jeans. The driver glancing over at me as much as possible, but the passenger never took his eyes off of me. I watched him rub his cock and I gave him one of those "I want you to fuck me" looks that all of us girls have. I told my phone lover what they were doing, and between the moans, he said "I am doing the same thing".

Now things really began to get hot. I could feel my pussy getting moist. I could feel the dampness in my panties, and I realized that I was as turned on as the three men that were stroking their cocks. I pulled my bustier down below my breast, but held my breast in my hand so the men beside me could not see my nipples, but could plainly see my breast in my hand. They both started rubbing their cocks faster, and I could see their smiles and joking turn to desire and lust. They both wanted to fuck me, and I knew it, and I liked it.

I slid my bustier back over my breast for a moment, and gave the men beside me some sign language. I pointed to myself, pointed to my eyes, pointed to them, and then with my best "fuck me" look, put my fingers into a circle and gave them the jack off sign.They both understood what I was saying, and the one sitting closest to me immediately undid his belt, unzipped his jeans , pulled his cock out, and started jacking off. The driver did not take his cock out, but he started rubbing his cock much faster through his pants. I could see the passengers cock in his hand. It was rock hard, and he seemed to get a thrill out of knowing I was looking at it. His eyes stayed on me as I watched him jack off, and after watching him for a bit, I smiled at him again. I thought it was time to give them something to really jack off to, so as they both watched me, I reached up, slid the little straps of my bustier off my shoulder, and let my new 34D's free.

His eyes got bigger with this new sight. He was saying something to me, and I tried to make out what it was. Then I realized he was saying over and over again, "I want to fuck you, I want to fuck you!" I told my phone lover what was going on, that they were both jacking off. Again, between his moans, he said, "So am I , so am I" Then my phone lover told me to do something that I wanted to do, but probably would not have done had he not encouraged me. He told me to touch myself, and cum with him.

With my breasts exposed for the two men beside me, I slid my hand down my breasts, down my tummy, and slowly into my stretch pants. I am pretty sure they could not see my lap, but they knew what I was doing, and they both went crazy. My pussy was soaking wet, and I had never felt sluttier. Here I was touching myself, with three men jacking off while looking at me, or thinking about me. I wanted to make them all cum, so I used one last trick. I slid my hand out of my panties, raised my glistening fingers to my mouth, and licked my juices slowly off of my fingers as they watched. The guy beside me was jacking off furiously now, and I knew he was about to cum. I slid my hand back into my panties, my fingers began to rub my little clitty faster, and faster.

I told my phone lover what was happening, and he said to let him know when the guy shot his load, because he wanted to cum at the same time. I rubbed my pussy faster, and watched the two men beside me jacking off. The driver still had not taken his cock out of his pants, but I could tell he was going to cum in his pants. Then I saw it.... cum began to spurt from the passengers cock. he threw his head back, raised his cock in the air so I could see him cum, see his cock throb with each new shot of cum that went on the dash, and on his jeans. As my own orgasm swelled up inside me, my phone lover could tell from my voice that I was having my own orgasm, and I heard him cumming also. I felt my pussy gush with my orgasm, and I felt wave after wave pass through my body as I reached my climax. I pictured my own lover sitting alone in his SUV, shooting his own cum out as he envisioned this orgy that was taking place on the highway.

I watched the driver, the only one that had not yet cum stroke his cock through his jeans. I reached back up, rubbed the juices of my pussy on my nipples, and looked over at him as I once again licked my pussy juices off of my fingers. I saw his back arch, his head go back, and saw him gasp as he filled his jeans with cum. He would not take his cock out in front of his friend, but it did not stop him from cumming in them. I smiled as I thought of him spending the rest of his trip with cum all in his pants.

I had made three men cum at the same time. It was so erotic, so very, very naughty, and yes, I admit it, I loved every second of it. I pulled my bustier back up above my breasts, and looked over at the two young men beside me one more time. The passenger was still rubbing his cock, but I could tell it had softened some in his hands. He was just looking at me, and again saying to me , "I want to fuck you, I want to fuck you!" I smiled at them both, gave them both one more of my "fuck me" looks, threw them a kiss, and sped up so that I could now get away from them, content with my orgasm.

Now my phone lover was saying what the young men beside me were mouthing over to me... "I want to fuck you, I want to fuck you, meet me as soon as you get home". I did, and we fucked, and it was so very, very intense. He told me what a slut I was, and how he loved it. The entire time he was fucking me, he was telling me that this was what my two highway lovers wanted to be doing to me.

I have often wondered what the two men beside me were thinking as they looked at me and jacked off. Were they imagining that they were playing and sucking on my breasts, were they imagining that they were licking my pussy as they watched me touch myself, were they imagining that I was sucking their cock as they watched me lick my pussy juice from my fingers, were they imagining that they were alone with me fucking me, or because of the situation, were they imagining that they were both fucking me at the same time? Were they fantasizing about me giving one of them a blowjob, while the other one fucked me? What were they saying to each other as they jacked off in the truck? I could tell they were talking to each other, but I don't know what they were saying.

How many times since that day have they jacked off thinking of our little game? Thinking of the naughty blonde with the big titties, touching herself beside them on the highway. How many times will he think about me watching him jack off.. watching his cum shoot onto the dash...... I will never know the answers to these questions, but one thing I do know, it was very erotic, I enjoyed it very, very much, and I do not think this will be the last time I play this little game!

Isis Alone

Isis_Starr on Masturbation Stories

Its been three whole days since my boyfriend left me.  Not long I suppose, but he always brought out the sexuality in me, and now I feel like its built up like electricity surging through me.  He'd love to hear how I masturbated, whether it be through a good morning email, on web camera, or over the phone, but now I had no reason to, I even tried to swear off masturbating all together just to spite him, but my body wont allow it.  I would lay in bed, tossing and turning, feeling my nipples pleading for attention beneath my soft satin nighty.  It wouldnt matter where I'd turn my thoughts, they'd end up back on sex.  Hot crazy rough sex... anywhere... outside, in the shower, at a night club, or in the back of his pick up truck.

I knew I couldnt hold off any longer.ÂÂ

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  Going from three times a day to nothing was wearing thin on my patience, I wanted something inside me so badly my body ached for it.  Luckily I have a small assortment of vibrators at my service.  One was a dark purple studded gel one that spun around, it was almost too big to fit inside me.  I had another one, it was my very first vibrator, dark purple still but it had veins on it, like a real cock, it served me well for the past year and half alone.  Then there is the hard plastic one, a soft purple color with a powerful vibe to it, and it could be used under water, god bless machines...  And the third was the smallest, it was more of a pocket rocket, hard plastic red with small ribs at the top of it, angling down into a slanted tip.

I enjoyed combining the two hard plastic ones, feeling them clink together as they got close enough, the soft purple one deep inside my cunt and the small red one rubbing around the nub of my clit.  Here I am getting wet again just thinking about it... but still that wouldnt do for today.  I had masturbating almost to a science, I could cum within a minute or draw out the pleasures for hours... and today I wanted to take my time to enjoy the sensation.  I gathered up three of the four vibes and headed off to my bed, leaving the oldest one behind because it was -his- favorite.  I turned on some mood music first and then laid a towel down over my bed, I always get super wet. 

I stripped down and got comfortable on my bed, allowing myself to toy with my thoughts first, bringing up the excitement like mental foreplay.  I thought of the last time I had cyber sex and the last few porns I watched, I always enjoyed hentai and I found a great one about an underground bondage club.  I've always enjoyed the thought of public whippings and open sexuality, and my thoughts trailed from there to my role play chat rooms where I was a slave owner, male and female both at my feet ready and willing to do anything sexual for me, even allow themselves to be whipped and humiliated in front of the room.

That did it for me, as I thought more and more about having men and women tied up and sexually tortured I trailed my hands up along my stomach to my breasts, slowly teasing my nipples at first.  Having big breasts (D cup) I feel like they are the center of my sexuality, and I get so wet just playing with them.  Thats all I did for about 5 minutes, teasing my nipples till my pussy burned and throbbed for more.  I kept going, pinching my nipples harder and squeezing them till my hips wanted to buck with pleasures.

I grabbed the large studded purple vibrator and rubbed it over my slit to get my wetness all over before slowly slipping it in.  My cunt's still tight and the studs grind slowly against my soft wet walls.  Turning it on at a slow pace I can feel it twisting and turning inside me. I held it deep inside me as I used my left hand to continue caressing my nipples.  I bit down on my lower lip as I could feel my juices dripping down the crack of my ass.  I grabbed the small red one and slowly eased it into my ass, this is something I just started recently so it took a bit for it to go in.  When I felt it secure I slowly turned the knob to a light vibration, I could feel the large purple one pushing against it through my walls.

I was one step closer to heaven as I started to work the studded purple vibrator in and out of my hot wet cunt, feeling it glide smoother as it got coated in more of my juices.  Finally I reached down to my purple plastic one, preparing myself for the big finale.  I rubbed it along my clit and down to meet with the other purple one without turning it on yet, getting it wet and slippery as well.  Spreading my legs a bit further I turned on the hard plastic purple one and guided it up from my pussy lips and around my clit, I was about to burst with the first sweep.  Sweat beaded around my forehead and beneath my knees as my pussy throbbed wildly.  I fought off the first orgasm as long as I could, slowly turning up the speed on each of my vibrators until finally I felt the tell tale tingling on the inside of my feet. With a sharp gasp my whole body was trembling with excitement.

I was in a whole other world with another sharp gasp, the vibrators relentless on my body as it sent me into another stroke of pleasure.  My whole body felt on fire with wave after wave of tiny orgasms following, the strength forcing the large studded vibrator out of my pussy.  With a sharp gasp I pulled out the small red one and turned off all three.  I sat there for a good ten minutes trying to regain my breath and feeling small ripples of pleasure following my orgasms despite the lack of a vibrator. 

In need...

lorac1979 on Masturbation Stories

i am a 43 yo fellow, divorced,  with a very active sexual life. i live alone in my flat, and quite often i have a female company to spend the night with.... today i had no plans for sex so i had been a very doggy day at work. so i headed home in the mind of taking a washer and going to bed early. but  today on my way home from work i noticed a taxi cap driving so "ramdomly".... i decided to stay no so close so my country is quite full of jack drivers. on a traffic light the red spot stopped us and i had to stop in behind the taxi cap. at that moment i noticed a man on the back seat resting his head backwards with a so exstacied expression on his face and in the moment t

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he car start its way again a woman showed up on the window... she was naked!! giving him a head!!! it started all.

as soon as i got home i was kind hard under my underwear in need of a warmth slit to step inside. as i was alone i tried to cool my head, turuned on the TV and preparing to take a shower. as i same close to the bathroom window y noticed that my next door neighbourgh, a 18 yo gal well shaped body, ( i had ran into her once about a week or so  when her father asked me to use my parking lot because a party at their place.... she acted quite on a seductive way, but i took no interest then)  tanned skin, brown eyes about 1.70 mts high was in her bedroom combing her hair with only a towel around her body. i could not help it so i stared. se was so beautiful, she closed her bedroom´s door (i guess her parents were at home) and with no notice of me she tossed the towel to the bed revealing her well shaped body right to my eyes.... i stood still hidden in the darkness of my restroom, staring at her shaved pubic mount.... rock hard already!!! i started touching my wand dick.... with a rithmical fashion und down..... she stared at her body´s reflecyion on the mirror as she started fingering her clit....

she sat on the edge of her bed spreading her legs while inserting one at a time finger in her pusy hole... oh! boy how lovwly she looked arching her back on her bed demanding for more.... she suddenly stop at a noice at her door.... (i guess)... after a minute or so she started touching her body again. this time after locking the door, she opened a drawer to take a deodorant stick and then again to lay on back on her bed.... to insert in while playing hard!! so hard!!! while fingering her rounded ass hole. she suddenly stop (i guess in the urge for something bigger or harder) to search for her celular phone.... to insert it right there in her slit again and again and again and again..... completely spreaded arching her body on her bed..... what a view.... she suddenly clsoed her legs keeping the cel phone deep inside her wet crotch.....holding it tightly in her depths.... i was rock hard and could not stop jerking off.... on the shower wall. after two or three minutes my phone rang¡¡¡¡ it was her on the phone!!! asking me if i had enjoyed the show!!!! i was shocked...

more to come, yes, more to come. so short but it happened to me and i felt i had to write it down to share.... good view.

Taking the test

keymaker on Masturbation Stories

   
Like any other college guy, I'm always horny and always ready to jerk off
at the drop of a hat, or anything else for that matter. I still do it
secretly without the knowledge of my roommates because I attend a very
religious school and although I know that two of my roommates have jerked
off in their lifetime, the other two are very strongly opposed to it (at
least they say that.) So I'm always looking for new places to do it
besides the shower or late at night after my roommate has fallen asleep.

The other day I found a new place. I had slept through a test last week and
spent the rest of the day trying to set up a make-up exam. The day after
the original test, my professor called and said if I wanted to t
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ake the
test right then, I should go to his office. I got there as fast as I could
since I was trying to not fail this thing and found his office after a few
minutes of searching the building. His office was inside a room. The room
was a lab, divided into three sections. From the doorway, you can only see
the 2nd and 3rd part. The 1st part of the room was off to the right and
behind a freestanding wall. My prof greeted me and brought me a copy of
the test. He said the best place to take it would be the desk in the 1st
hidden area of the room. The only way to see the desk is to walk into the
main room, turn right and go about 10 feet and the turn left and head into
that area. He said I wouldn't be bothered here. He then said to take an
hour and fifteen minutes and then put the exam under his door since he was
leaving for a while and might not make it back in time. So he left and I
began.

Now the whole day I kept getting my usual hard-on at the sight of anyone.
As I sat there, halfway done with tons of time, I started fantasizing and
slowly my dick grew and was straining for a bit of release. The bathroom,
I thought, but realized that I couldn't leave my test just sitting there.
So I start rubbing my dick through my khakis. Wearing a button down shirt,
I slowly undid each button until I reach my pants.then I say, what the
hell. My fingers move to my zipper and slowly pull it down as my bulge
tries to push through the opening. Not being one for underwear, my dick
easily finds it's way into the open air outside my pants. I was hornier
than hell. There I was, stroking my cock, thinking that my prof could
return at any moment.

Then the door opens. I freeze and wait. It's some guys working in the
other half of the room. They talk while beginning their work and I get
back to mine. The thought of other people just on the other side of a
flimsy wall while I was stroking my meat was too much. I decided that if I
was gonna do it I would finish it and getting more into it I push my pants
to my ankles, leaving me bare-assed on the chair, dick in hand and test
half done in front of me.

Speaking of in front of me, there was a window that ran the length of the
room. It was about a foot high and at eye level when seated. I could see
out, but all the students passing by could at least see my face and the
expression on it. I'm sure they could figure it out if they wanted too.
My stroking increased as I began thrusting my hips back and forth. I
peeled the shirt off and threw it off somewhere. I was sweating now and
stifling the moans inside me that were growing with each stroke of my
hand. I felt the surge building in my cock and knew it was now or never.

I spun my chair around so that I was facing the room and not the desk and
closed my eyes, enjoying the moment. The Pope could have walked in and I
wouldn't have stopped. Then I felt the wave of orgasm as the spasms run
through me, my jism shooting from my cock for what seemed like hours. When
it subsided, I sighed heavily and opened my eyes. My load was the biggest
I'd ever squirted and lay there on the floor of my prof's lab in testimony
to my efforts. I quickly dressed and found some paper towels to clean up
with.

Twenty minutes later I slipped a finished test under his door, smiled at
the now clean floor, and walked back to my dorm, where I locked the door to
relive what just happened in the science building. That is one test I'll
never forget and the only one I ever enjoyed taking. I still don't know
what grade I got on it, but does it matter?